Friday 28 September 2007 | 10:23 pm
Chelsea Beach
I woke up early for this. The sun was shining onto my face and it looked like a lovely warm day. Pfft. Whatever. Took us ages to get there and the beach was empty. All white sand, blue water and dog shit.
We played a bit of barefoot beach soccer. I kicked Chris really hard in the ankle, I swear I was aiming for the ball and my big toe was like...sprained or something. I didn't really notice at the time but now I can't walk without hobbling. The water was FREEZING but Rowena and I still went for a dip. Go figure.
I have a mild cold. *sigh*
After that, Rowena and Kymbat went to get fish and chips. Chris and Yen Nie went for a romantic stroll along the beach. I starting building my sandcastle pièce de résistance and everyone else sat around a towel playing big 2. Yeah you read that right...BIG 2! I figured because I was at the beach I should do something beachy. Seriously...BIG 2???
After their round of games, everyone crowded around my castle and pretended to knock it down. Ashley actually managed to destroy it and I stood there screaming for half a minute. Then Alvin, Ying and I proceeded to dig a trench from the sea to fill the moat that surrounded my now collapsed sandcastle. It was fun, though pointless.
We did the typical bury somebody in the sand gag. Tim was our sand mermaid with a giant suspiciously plastic cup shaped erection. I didn't even know mermaids had genitals, but Michelle proved otherwise. You learn something new every day.
I went for another swim with Rowena. Alvin ran in fully clothed and we laughed at him. Ashley yelled at us to get out because it looked like it was going to rain so we packed up and left. Alvin couldn't find his pink thong because Chris had buried it and promptly forgotten where exactly he had buried it. Alvin borrowed Rowena's instead. Heh. Interpret how you will.
We all went to Melbourne Central. Tim promised Kymbat a cup of overpriced Trampoline ice-cream so we sat outside on the brightly coloured lump chairs and laughed at the people going into Club X. They get a lot of business by the way. They even had a security guard outside. It was funny.
Then I had to rush home for tuition.
That concludes my day. Can't wait for summer.
With love,
Mel
Pee.ess - I'm busy studying for exams (*insert naughty words*) so I don't have time for my sense of humour. I only have 3209 essays to write, 198798 chapter questions and a powerpoint to do. Then I can kick back and enjoy my holiday.
We played a bit of barefoot beach soccer. I kicked Chris really hard in the ankle, I swear I was aiming for the ball and my big toe was like...sprained or something. I didn't really notice at the time but now I can't walk without hobbling. The water was FREEZING but Rowena and I still went for a dip. Go figure.
I have a mild cold. *sigh*
After that, Rowena and Kymbat went to get fish and chips. Chris and Yen Nie went for a romantic stroll along the beach. I starting building my sandcastle pièce de résistance and everyone else sat around a towel playing big 2. Yeah you read that right...BIG 2! I figured because I was at the beach I should do something beachy. Seriously...BIG 2???
After their round of games, everyone crowded around my castle and pretended to knock it down. Ashley actually managed to destroy it and I stood there screaming for half a minute. Then Alvin, Ying and I proceeded to dig a trench from the sea to fill the moat that surrounded my now collapsed sandcastle. It was fun, though pointless.
We did the typical bury somebody in the sand gag. Tim was our sand mermaid with a giant suspiciously plastic cup shaped erection. I didn't even know mermaids had genitals, but Michelle proved otherwise. You learn something new every day.
I went for another swim with Rowena. Alvin ran in fully clothed and we laughed at him. Ashley yelled at us to get out because it looked like it was going to rain so we packed up and left. Alvin couldn't find his pink thong because Chris had buried it and promptly forgotten where exactly he had buried it. Alvin borrowed Rowena's instead. Heh. Interpret how you will.
We all went to Melbourne Central. Tim promised Kymbat a cup of overpriced Trampoline ice-cream so we sat outside on the brightly coloured lump chairs and laughed at the people going into Club X. They get a lot of business by the way. They even had a security guard outside. It was funny.
Then I had to rush home for tuition.
That concludes my day. Can't wait for summer.
With love,
Mel
Pee.ess - I'm busy studying for exams (*insert naughty words*) so I don't have time for my sense of humour. I only have 3209 essays to write, 198798 chapter questions and a powerpoint to do. Then I can kick back and enjoy my holiday.
Sunday 23 September 2007 | 12:46 pm
Debutante Ball
After a day of recuperation, I suppose now is as good a time as any to blog about the deb ball. I woke up at about 9, washed my face and changed. Heh, I didn't bother to do my hair and just went to Beauty Bank to get it done. Yes, if they thought I looked hideous, they hid it well. They did a really good job too. My hair looked gorgeous! Totally worth the money I didn't have to spend on it!
Can you see the pearls? The hairdresser matched them to my tiara without being asked. So nice :)
My auntie made the tiara for me. All it's going to cost is babysitting and dinner for two.
After they did my hair, I went to get my makeup done by this asian place instead of Napoleon. I wasn't too impressed. It was done in a dimly lit room and the lady only spoke canto so my mum had to translate. I didn't really want my eyes that blue but oh well. Don't think anybody noticed.
When we got to Paul's house, Jeremy was already there and his parents were fussing over his tie. It was a good opportunity to laugh at him, enough said. When Tara and Rowena arrived, I realized that my dress was a weird off white colour which is not YELLOW but IVORY so TAKE THAT. They looked stunning. All the girls there that night were AMAZING and everyone looked different even though we were all wearing white.
The limo driver was awesome. He gave us cds to play and even apologized once when someone cut him off and he had to brake really hard. He told me he thought my dress was ivory so of course I like him. We arrived at the Brighton International pretty early and got our photos done. Thanks to Sarah Pizzey who had to drive really far to pick up my gloves. She also helped my fix up my hair when my tiara came loose :).
I spent most of the night telling people to compliment me and get my food and drinks. It was goood. I especially loved MattslashTodd because he was so sweet and got me lots of food. Actually that's not such a good thing, I nearly choked to death on sprite and satays. Tara and MattslashTodd both noticed and rushed to my aid. Hehe. I nearly tripped over my gown like...twenty three times. It was so not cool. I think I've learnt that I can't actually walk. Half the people I met told me my dress looked like a toga and the other half told me I looked like the statue of liberty. MattslashTodd told me I looked like a Chinese Roman girl. Okaaaay.
After dinner, I had a chat with Tom from my methods class. He's really nice. I also had a coffee all by myself and the waitress served me sugar and milk. I was like, the only person sitting at the table for ten, drinking coffee and with a pitcher of milk and a bowl of sugar. It was actually quite funny...in a pathetic way. Haha
The night went pretty smoothly but by midnight, my feet were KILLING ME. I had to wear my heels from 2pm till 12am and I so wasn't used to it. I was reduced to running around without shoes on. Luckily my dress is so long eh? The DJ played dance music and everyone was dancing away. Did anyone know that there's a French exchange student at our school? I had no idea...until Ashwyn introduced us and we were all dancing together. I spent most of that wondering who he was haha.
I got home at 1am and it was 2am before I got to bed. I was pretty tired when I had to get up and go to work but hey, c'est la vie. Now I will shut up and let you look at pretty photos. COMPLIMENT ME!
A kiss for luck lol. Probably the best day of goat guy's life.
Tara and Ashwyn
Rowena and I (Tom and Lisa doing godknowswhat in the background there)
Kimmy and Joshy. They're so cute :)
The men
Me and Anil
Mum, Ba, Me and Poogene
Rowena, Jeremy and Rowena's dad
I didn't take that many photos so there will be another post later when Tara has sent me all her photos and I have stolen more off other people.
With love,
Mel
Can you see the pearls? The hairdresser matched them to my tiara without being asked. So nice :)
My auntie made the tiara for me. All it's going to cost is babysitting and dinner for two.
After they did my hair, I went to get my makeup done by this asian place instead of Napoleon. I wasn't too impressed. It was done in a dimly lit room and the lady only spoke canto so my mum had to translate. I didn't really want my eyes that blue but oh well. Don't think anybody noticed.
When we got to Paul's house, Jeremy was already there and his parents were fussing over his tie. It was a good opportunity to laugh at him, enough said. When Tara and Rowena arrived, I realized that my dress was a weird off white colour which is not YELLOW but IVORY so TAKE THAT. They looked stunning. All the girls there that night were AMAZING and everyone looked different even though we were all wearing white.
The limo driver was awesome. He gave us cds to play and even apologized once when someone cut him off and he had to brake really hard. He told me he thought my dress was ivory so of course I like him. We arrived at the Brighton International pretty early and got our photos done. Thanks to Sarah Pizzey who had to drive really far to pick up my gloves. She also helped my fix up my hair when my tiara came loose :).
I spent most of the night telling people to compliment me and get my food and drinks. It was goood. I especially loved MattslashTodd because he was so sweet and got me lots of food. Actually that's not such a good thing, I nearly choked to death on sprite and satays. Tara and MattslashTodd both noticed and rushed to my aid. Hehe. I nearly tripped over my gown like...twenty three times. It was so not cool. I think I've learnt that I can't actually walk. Half the people I met told me my dress looked like a toga and the other half told me I looked like the statue of liberty. MattslashTodd told me I looked like a Chinese Roman girl. Okaaaay.
After dinner, I had a chat with Tom from my methods class. He's really nice. I also had a coffee all by myself and the waitress served me sugar and milk. I was like, the only person sitting at the table for ten, drinking coffee and with a pitcher of milk and a bowl of sugar. It was actually quite funny...in a pathetic way. Haha
The night went pretty smoothly but by midnight, my feet were KILLING ME. I had to wear my heels from 2pm till 12am and I so wasn't used to it. I was reduced to running around without shoes on. Luckily my dress is so long eh? The DJ played dance music and everyone was dancing away. Did anyone know that there's a French exchange student at our school? I had no idea...until Ashwyn introduced us and we were all dancing together. I spent most of that wondering who he was haha.
I got home at 1am and it was 2am before I got to bed. I was pretty tired when I had to get up and go to work but hey, c'est la vie. Now I will shut up and let you look at pretty photos. COMPLIMENT ME!
A kiss for luck lol. Probably the best day of goat guy's life.
Tara and Ashwyn
Rowena and I (Tom and Lisa doing godknowswhat in the background there)
Kimmy and Joshy. They're so cute :)
The men
Me and Anil
Mum, Ba, Me and Poogene
Rowena, Jeremy and Rowena's dad
I didn't take that many photos so there will be another post later when Tara has sent me all her photos and I have stolen more off other people.
With love,
Mel
Friday 14 September 2007 | 9:45 pm
Broke...again
Man I SO need to learn money saving tactics. The deb ball is in exactly a week and oh MAN have I spent the big bucks on it. Running tally: dress, shoes, bra, dress alterations, double sided sticky tape, inserts for shoes, jewelry, deb present AND birthday presents for three people. That's not including the amount we have to pay for us to actually DO the deb ($250) plus guest payments ($193.50), a dress for my mum and a suit for my brother.
And so, I watch my hard earned cash disappear into the black hole that is somebody else's pocket.
That just means I'm going to have to work really hard this holiday *sigh*. I'll be working my arse off tomorrow so if anybody wants to leave me a large tip (any donation more than $2 is tax deductible), feel free to stop by and fill my pockets.
Exams are also really soon so I have to start slogging my way through countless exam papers and reading bio notes that are unspeakably boring. Oh joy. Chris wrote a post about studying and keeping your goals in sight so don't tell me I didn't warn you.
In other news, I'm running for School Prefect so please vote for me. I'm quite sure I stuffed up the interview, but I'm trying not to think about it. Instead, I will think about how I am failing chemistry. Hmf.
I watched High School Musical II and Crash today. The former was a waste of time seeing as I'm not 12 and I don't have a crush on Zac Efron OR Vanessa Anne Hudgens. I'll admit that IF I had seen it when I was 12, I would probably have enjoyed it. In fact, maybe I'll go so far as to say; some of the songs were a little bit...catchy *cough*. Crash was really good though. I pretty much sobbed my way through the movie, full of racial prejudice and political correctness. It's pretty easy to see why it beat Brokeback Mountain. Gay cowboys don't really do it for me.
Heh. Speaking of gay, I was watching Stargate yesterday night. I don't have a life. But the guys are pretty hot so that justifies everything. I also watched Sailor Moon yesterday night. My first love was Tuxedo Mask. Oh yes, the cartoon character. Watching Sailor Moon helped me get in touch with my inner-child. So if someone toilet-papers your house tonight, it's because I'm a psycho and not because I have a grudge.
The Fungus Rally is on this Saturday. I feel bad because I can't go (for reasons I shall not delve into). Anyhoo, here is a shameless plug. GO, or I will break your legs. Sounds more like a shameless threat, if you get what I mean.
Now I'm tired. Subtle sarcasm really takes it out of a person.
With love,
Mel
And so, I watch my hard earned cash disappear into the black hole that is somebody else's pocket.
That just means I'm going to have to work really hard this holiday *sigh*. I'll be working my arse off tomorrow so if anybody wants to leave me a large tip (any donation more than $2 is tax deductible), feel free to stop by and fill my pockets.
Exams are also really soon so I have to start slogging my way through countless exam papers and reading bio notes that are unspeakably boring. Oh joy. Chris wrote a post about studying and keeping your goals in sight so don't tell me I didn't warn you.
In other news, I'm running for School Prefect so please vote for me. I'm quite sure I stuffed up the interview, but I'm trying not to think about it. Instead, I will think about how I am failing chemistry. Hmf.
I watched High School Musical II and Crash today. The former was a waste of time seeing as I'm not 12 and I don't have a crush on Zac Efron OR Vanessa Anne Hudgens. I'll admit that IF I had seen it when I was 12, I would probably have enjoyed it. In fact, maybe I'll go so far as to say; some of the songs were a little bit...catchy *cough*. Crash was really good though. I pretty much sobbed my way through the movie, full of racial prejudice and political correctness. It's pretty easy to see why it beat Brokeback Mountain. Gay cowboys don't really do it for me.
Heh. Speaking of gay, I was watching Stargate yesterday night. I don't have a life. But the guys are pretty hot so that justifies everything. I also watched Sailor Moon yesterday night. My first love was Tuxedo Mask. Oh yes, the cartoon character. Watching Sailor Moon helped me get in touch with my inner-child. So if someone toilet-papers your house tonight, it's because I'm a psycho and not because I have a grudge.
The Fungus Rally is on this Saturday. I feel bad because I can't go (for reasons I shall not delve into). Anyhoo, here is a shameless plug. GO, or I will break your legs. Sounds more like a shameless threat, if you get what I mean.
Now I'm tired. Subtle sarcasm really takes it out of a person.
With love,
Mel
Wednesday 12 September 2007 | 11:33 pm
It's there, simmering, bubbling, boiling within the confines of my mind. Any minute now. I can feel the panic rising. I feel it wipe out all rational thought.
Smooth paper, rows upon rows of neatly printed, empty lines, all waiting for me to fill. Pencil in hand, scribbling crazily. I feel the pot bubble over, but instead of the explosion there is...relief?
Writing is good for the soul. I'm going crazy.
Mel
Smooth paper, rows upon rows of neatly printed, empty lines, all waiting for me to fill. Pencil in hand, scribbling crazily. I feel the pot bubble over, but instead of the explosion there is...relief?
Writing is good for the soul. I'm going crazy.
Mel
Sunday 9 September 2007 | 3:15 pm
I was distracted...
Hi friends, this isn't mel blogging... yup its Chris Tan, the blog borrower (because he can't be stuffed to make his own one)
I'd like to share something which has been on my heart for a while now. As I was reading the story of Joseph for the tenth time or so, I was yet again amazed by this individual. He was born into a ordinary family like you and me, but he was overly favoured by his father. This creates sibling rivalry to the extent that his brothers sold him to slavery in Egypt. He experienced betrayal, hopelessness, despair, temptations, and when you thought things couldn't get worse, it did. He was thrown in prison because of a false accusation. Anyways, the story goes on and I'll have to explain it another day. Right now, the thing that struck me most was the TEMPTATION part.
Genesis 39:6 onwards says that "Joseph was handsome in form and appearance." (I did admire this guy, but after that verse, I changed my mind :P). Verse 7 goes on to say that "his master's wife cast longing eyes on Joseph, and she said, 'Lie with me.'" I read on, and it says that after Joseph refused, she spoke to him day by day but Joseph did not heed her. Some time later, when they were alone she got violent and grabbed his garment, and Joseph hastily fled and ran away. I have to understand that Joseph at this age was a young adult, and it must be tough, especially since she continually returns to tempt him.
Ok, it may seem like I'm straying a bit and you might be asking "what has this got to do with me?" As a high schooler, this example may be a bit extreme, but I can't help but to imagine what was going on Joseph's mind. Now Joseph's life was essentially messed up, as I mentioned earlier, and he might as well have some fun before he went to jail. But he never once forgot the plan his Lord had gave him, and he knows that every action has its consequences. I tried to imagine what might have happened if he succumbed to the temptation. He would probably be hanged without mercy. He wouldn't be able to save the whole of Egypt from the famine if he was dead. So it has occured to me to ask myself when faced with a temptation: what will happen next?
For the past week, after my Dad went overseas on a business trip, I feel like I haven't been studying as much as I should. There's just way too many distractions and no one to impose some sort of discipline on me. There would always be something i'd rather do than concentrate on my work. It gets harder when I'm on msn (arghh). Now, whenever I'm supposed to study, but i'm tempted by something, be it games, or books, or msn, or even sleep, I have to think "What would the outcome be if I succumbed to the temptation?" Chances are I'll have to work harder later, or I just simply won't get the grades that I wanted. How easy it is to procrastinate and think that you still have time. I keep telling myself that I shouldn't stress myself so much. But what happens if you ended up without time? There's always a worst case scenario; can I afford that to happen?
Joseph makes it seem so easy, and he literally "ran away" from the temptation. Of course, he had God on his side, but still, I find it really important for us to not get sidetracked, with final year exams around the corner. I encourage everyone like me who has trouble handling temptations to ask themselves, "Is it really worth it?"
On a lighter note, imagine the holidays after VCE. I could be enjoying myself to the max knowing that I did my best in the exams... Or I could be wallowing in self-pity and regret, wishing that I had worked harder before. I know it's pretty obvious, but I wonder just how many of us actually take the time to reflect, in a world where everything is fast-paced?
Anyways, good luck everyone. Pray that each of us will perservere. For those who's interested in the story, grab a bible and find Genesis 37- 47. I hope Mel doesn't kill me for all this religious references ><.God Bless
Chris~
"When faced with temptations, always remember there's more at stake."
Sunday 2 September 2007 | 10:09 pm
You know you're pathetic when...
- You get excited because your mum just bought you a new green toothbrush!
- You laugh at the graffiti on the toilet doors of shopping centres. Actually, that was quite funny. You see, the ads there are called 'convenience advertising' right? So the website to go to if you want your ad on the back of a toilet door is 'www.conads.com'. Anyway, some smartarse decided to put an extra line on the 'c' and changes the website to 'www.gonads.com'. Come on...that's funny! Well, I thought it was funny!
- You have endless sunburn on your upper lip...and it's not even sunny!
- You get rejected by everyone. Thanks for pointing that out Fishman you bastard.
- You end up unwittingly caught in a social experiment called, 'let's block off the main road, then force all the cars into a dead end and see how many people explode with built up bloody road-rage'. Ok, so it wasn't a social experiment, but it did happen. I was driving to Imperial Kingdom and the road was blocked off so we were forced to turn left into residential streets. There was a fork at the end of those roads so my dad told me to turn right and we were cruising along but the road was blocked on the other end with those damn little orange cones so we couldn't get back onto the main road! Ridiculous. That's the shittest planning I've ever seen. (Not counting the time they put up brand new basketball rings at our school then axed them a year later.)
- You attract all the clingy 'i-need-a-friend' types like biohazard-boy and ratty. It's 'cos they've never met a real girl before. *sigh* I sense a trend. Actually, this is a very valid point. I've always loved kids, but I've seriously never thought I'd have any of my own. I don't want children that are a burden on society because they smell absolutely TERRIBLE and/or are short and annoying. I think I'll just adopt a little blond kid. The end.
-You cry a lot. About anything. Even about things you just imagined.
- You get sidetracked in the middle of blogging and start watching Just My Luck instead.
HAH I'm so pathetic
Love,
Mel
- You laugh at the graffiti on the toilet doors of shopping centres. Actually, that was quite funny. You see, the ads there are called 'convenience advertising' right? So the website to go to if you want your ad on the back of a toilet door is 'www.conads.com'. Anyway, some smartarse decided to put an extra line on the 'c' and changes the website to 'www.gonads.com'. Come on...that's funny! Well, I thought it was funny!
- You have endless sunburn on your upper lip...and it's not even sunny!
- You get rejected by everyone. Thanks for pointing that out Fishman you bastard.
- You end up unwittingly caught in a social experiment called, 'let's block off the main road, then force all the cars into a dead end and see how many people explode with built up bloody road-rage'. Ok, so it wasn't a social experiment, but it did happen. I was driving to Imperial Kingdom and the road was blocked off so we were forced to turn left into residential streets. There was a fork at the end of those roads so my dad told me to turn right and we were cruising along but the road was blocked on the other end with those damn little orange cones so we couldn't get back onto the main road! Ridiculous. That's the shittest planning I've ever seen. (Not counting the time they put up brand new basketball rings at our school then axed them a year later.)
- You attract all the clingy 'i-need-a-friend' types like biohazard-boy and ratty. It's 'cos they've never met a real girl before. *sigh* I sense a trend. Actually, this is a very valid point. I've always loved kids, but I've seriously never thought I'd have any of my own. I don't want children that are a burden on society because they smell absolutely TERRIBLE and/or are short and annoying. I think I'll just adopt a little blond kid. The end.
-You cry a lot. About anything. Even about things you just imagined.
- You get sidetracked in the middle of blogging and start watching Just My Luck instead.
HAH I'm so pathetic
Love,
Mel